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First Principles: The Aim of Every Political Constitution Is, Or Ought To Be, First To Obtain For Rulers Men Who Possess Most Wisdom to Discern, and Most Virtue To Pursue, the Common Good of the Society

“The aim of every political constitution is, or ought to be, first to obtain for rulers men who possess most wisdom to discern, and most virtue to pursue, the common good of the society; and in the next place, to … Continue reading

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A Quiet Reflection On This November Day

A Quiet Reflection On This November Day by Michael Doyle    What is a poem really but to say That love, joy and sorrow come to play In the heart and then inside the mind Until the words burst out … Continue reading

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Eudaimonia

Eudaimoniaby Michael DoyleAs a matter of virtue and philosophical inquiryAristotle unveiled many a treasured mysterySetting eudaimonia as the telos of human lifeTranslated toward peace and against strifeInvestigations into the dream of pure reasonTurning the colors of each passing seasonThe functionality … Continue reading

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New Possibility

New Possibilityby Michael DoyleA new life learnedIn the lessons discernedTaking on all the new daysAs we learn to walk in new waysOur hearts filled with desireour minds set ablaze with firePutting our hopes in a basketInstead of simply lying in … Continue reading

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Troubled Thoughts In the Night

Troubled Thoughts In the Nightby Michael DoyleLife knows its bestSpoken like a new languageIt’s written in secret alphabetYou can feel its rising heatSomewhere in that middle passageWithout words it reveals its secretA divine messenger singsOn the wind like a ghost … Continue reading

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Fold

Foldby Michael DoyleThe gambler’s cards foldedAs variables at last decodedIn this digital age, it’s the human mindThat must last be decoded or left behindIn mankind’s bid at immortalityDespite the babbled towers of immoralityIn the worst of infernal questsTo put living … Continue reading

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A Dance of Fate

A Dance of Fateby Michael DoyleLife is more than merely fateIt is never really too lateTo realize that we have choicesLifted up in our true voicesIf only we might chooseNo longer allowing life to abuseExamining what we might refuseAnd refusing … Continue reading

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Life For Dummies

Life For Dummiesby Michael DoyleLife for dummiesWould be a fine dealOn in any studyThere are skills to revealBuilding blocks of lifeThat take us from here to thereLessons needed to move past strifeAre to be heeded without fearLiving by the Gospel … Continue reading

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Interiorly Designed

Interiorly Designedby Michael DoyleThe things that come along to discern thisThat God places use where we can learn goodnessHow then can we make the most of it and embraceWhere God has put us in our time and spaceTo make the … Continue reading

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Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax, Part III

Dedicated To A Half Remembered Lorax, Part IIIby Michael DoyleThere’s one word left to sayOne hope left yet to prayThere’s no need to second guessIt all comes down to unlessUnless we have faith of a mustard seedUnless we listen to … Continue reading

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